Sal Salasin - Two Poems
The lines are alive with the
chatter of computers moving
money.
"Heaven and earth regard the 10,000 things
as straw dogs,
baby."
Old capitalist saying.
An economy that combs its hair with
buttered toast, a bleached blond bombshell
economy with brunette roots.
Cash for cars.
In the right economy,
2 + 2 = 5 for
extremely high values of two.
Like yours for instance.
You look like a sensible person,
how much would you say it's
worth? A big, blowsy,
drunk economy sloppy and loud in a fast
pink convertable.
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Spiro Agnew, an anagram for
grow a penis. Gee, no thanks I'm,
still full from dinner.
And basking in the glow of realization that
the bullies of my youth are now
somebodies' bitch in Attica.
Single guy with tatoo gun seeks
woman with skin the color of
elmer's glue.